Vegeta has replenished the air in Force Field, and the light blue Force Field has become thick and bright again.
The whole person turned into a golden lightning and rushed back in the direction of Ize as fast as possible.
"Boom!"
Vegeta rushed directly in front of Ize at an extremely fast speed and slapped Ize on the chest with both palms at the same time.
"Rumble..."
Accompanied by a loud noise that almost shook the entire wreckage belt into powder, the energy released by Vegeta's hands poured into Ize's body from the center of his chest without reservation.
Ize's white body made a crisp sound like broken glass under the impact of golden energy. The cracks started from his chest and spread crazily in all directions, covering every corner of his body in less than a breath.
Then, his body exploded under the impact of the energy continuously output by Vegeta, splitting into several fragments.
"Humph... the garbage of the universe! This is your fate!" Vegeta snorted, and waved his right hand violently again. A fan-shaped golden energy wave swept across the fragments that Ize's body had split into, blasting all the fragments at the same moment into fine powder that could not even identify the cell structure.
At this point, Frieza Family...
Except for Frieza himself, who was shrunk into a thumb size and shut in Broly's trouser pocket, his father King Cold, his brother Cooler, and his son Ize all died.
Three generations and four numbered planets were uprooted one by one from the universe by Reiz and his group in just a few days.
Vegeta and Broly recovered their respective energies, turned around and flew back in the direction of Flying Saucer.
Flying Saucer's cabin door opened and closed, and the two returned to the warm and bright cabin.
"Well done this time... The timing of the final blow was well grasped, and Force Field's prediction of the air volume was also improved compared to last time. Fight a few more actual battles of this level, and you should have a complete grasp of the rhythm of combat in a vacuum." Reiz stepped forward, reached out and patted Vegeta's shoulder lightly, with undisguised approval in his tone.
"Hmph... that's what Frieza's son is like." Vegeta crossed his arms in front of his chest, raised his chin high, and replied briefly in his usual cold tone.
But his tail swinging gently behind him and the slightly red tips of his ears ruthlessly betrayed his inner pride after being praised by the teacher in public.
"Continue... check what other numbered planets Frieza Family has, and call out all the planets with the three characters Frieza on the star map. We are not in a hurry and will clean them one by one." Reiz turned around and gave a new order to Vegeta.
"No problem... Leave this matter to me." Vegeta readily agreed.
His enthusiasm for this job is now higher than ever...
Every planet that Frieza Family blows up is a counterattack against the mountain that has been weighing on Saiyan's head since he was a child.
Every time he exploded one, he felt the tightness in his chest lessen.
Flying Saucer stopped for a moment at the edge of the Planet Frieza 1 wreckage zone and then restarted. The tail engine once again ejected bright blue flames, dragging a long silver-white trail in the vast starry sky, and rushed towards the next coordinate point on the star chart marked with the planet number Frieza Family.
Planet Vegeta, Royal Palace Hall.
King Vegeta sat on the throne made of a single piece of rare alloy, supporting his chin with one hand and listening expressionlessly to several intelligence officers below the steps reporting to him the latest interstellar intelligence received.
"What did you say? Planet Frieza 1, Planet Cooler 1, and Planet King Cold 1... these three planets were all destroyed? Were they done by the same group of people?" When King Vegeta heard the names of these three planets, his body trembled suddenly and he stood up from the throne.
He rarely showed such obvious mood swings in front of his subordinates, but the weight of this news was so heavy that his usually cold face was now filled with disbelief.
He even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
"Yes... King! There are more than just these three. According to the latest information we received, that group of unidentified people are currently continuing to destroy the remaining numbered planets of the Frieza Family. Starting from Planet King Cold 1, they have bombed all the way along the star field of the Frieza Family. Up to now, So far, at least ten Frieza Family planets have been completely destroyed. Each one was detonated from the core of the star, and the method was clean and neat, leaving no one alive." The chief intelligence officer at the bottom of the steps knelt on one knee and read out the contents of the intelligence one by one in a tone that was trying to stay calm but still trembled slightly at the end.
"How are Frieza and them? Frieza, Cooler, King Cold... Is there any news about these three people?" King Vegeta asked hurriedly. This was the question he was most concerned about.
The planet can be rebuilt after it explodes, but as long as those three monsters are still alive, Saiyan will never be able to truly turn over.
"According to the cross-reference of all the intelligence collected so far... the signals of Frieza, Cooler and King Cold have disappeared. No one can contact any of them, and the command systems of all the planets under their names have also been paralyzed." Intelligence Officer After a pause, he raised his head and added more shocking news, "By the way, it is worth mentioning that...Zarbon, Dodoria, and all members of Ginyu Force had completely lost contact before this. We suspect that they were most likely killed by the same group of people."
"Is it possible... that they are all dead?" The corners of King Vegeta's mouth slowly rose, and the initial forcibly suppressed shock gradually transitioned to an indescribable joy, and then he stopped hiding it and grinned.
"Maybe... Judging from the current intelligence, this possibility has exceeded 90%." The intelligence officer also raised his head, with an equally irrepressible smile on his face.
"Who is the other party? After searching for so long, you can't even find a precise identity?" King Vegeta sat back on the throne, tapping his fingers on the armrest several times in an irregular rhythm, and frowning more and more.
The chief intelligence officer at the bottom of the steps shook his head helplessly, the expression on his face was full of bitterness.
"What? You can't even find out the most basic identity information of the other party? Even if it's a name, a star field, a model of a spaceship... nothing?" King Vegeta's brows furrowed deeper, and his fingers suddenly paused on the armrest.